Dakota
Dakota was my absolute best friend for the last 9 years. He was my
whole world. Dakota and I were partner's...I think that he really
defined who I was. And now that he's gone I feel like part of me is
missing. Without him I feel lost and more lonely than I ever could
have imagined. I keep waiting for it to feel better, but so far it's not
getting any easier. I miss him so bad.
I miss him sleeping in my bed...having to lift him up onto it, waiting for
him to lie down and then hoping that he had left a large enough space for
me. I miss him snoring at night.
I miss him riding next to me in the truck with his head hanging out the
window and his lips flapping in the wind.
I miss getting big sloppy kisses.
I miss hugging him and petting him. He had the softest fur that I
could just bury my face in and instantly feel better. I even miss
picking all of the fur off of my dark colored clothes before I walk into
work.
I miss walking him 3 times a day, even though he was so lazy that most of
the times I had to peel him up off of the floor and push him out the door.
My favorite part of the walks were when he would fall behind a little bit &
then come galloping by me (as fast as a turtle), looking up at me with an
excited smile as if to say "try to catch me mom". I'd chase after him
pretending that he just barely got away, grab at his tail & let it slide
thru my hand, calling after him "oohhh, you turkey".
I miss sharing my food with him and giving him treats. I think his
favorite pastime was eating...or maybe sleeping.
I miss pulling up in the driveway and seeing him there waiting for me with
his tail wagging when I got home.
I miss him being there to comfort me when times were bad. If something
was wrong, I would sit on the floor at the end of my bed & Dakota would just
know I needed him. He'd come in and sit right next to me, lick the
tears off of my face and make me feel better. If only he were here
right now. I feel like this is when I need him more than ever.
I read the Rainbow Bridge poem and it brought a little smile to my face.
I can picture the big open field where Dakota is lounging around...sleeping
away the time until I get to come be with him again. Best
friends reunited.
Dakota bobota...my
little stinkbug
July 1998 -
July 2007
Forever
loved...never forgotten
Heather F.
